Teachers day is celebrated today a teacher is a special person to us still many children tease a teacher a teachers responsiblity is to mould the future such teachers are rare to find for many of us forget a teacher shares half of our life time

This a tribute to the teachers in our life

A teacher

A teachers hand doth light

A candle in hearts bright

A teacher doth illuminate

Knowledge in life to dedicate

A teacher thought us write

In life a string to a kite

A teacher a sign post of life

A compass through lifes strife

A teacher love ever to last

A heart a teachers die cast

A teacher rewarded by few

Even forgotten as times flew

Yet a lesson in life learnt in time

In memories of school bell chime

A tribute to all the teacher’s and to a special sir in my school who consoled on the day my dad died

Tis nation I live to be free Proud an Indian to be Yet freedom to me Attained not if chains of corruption bound thee

In bribes paid Freedom lost when a child works Freedom lost when innocent hurt Freedom lost when a womens modesty violated Freedom lost

Freedom from war Freedom from hunger Freedom from poverty Freedom from corruption

Time to wake time to wake Values of life doth freedom take Rest not thy soul rest not thy soul To corruption thy heart to cry foul we hoist our flag we give sweets is it for the freedom we have got or for the freedom yet to gain

]]>https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2014/02/07/times-passage/feed/2ajitpeterwhere have all the flowers gone a tribute to pete seegerhttps://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2014/01/31/where-have-all-the-flowers-gone-a-tribute-to-pete-seeger/
https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2014/01/31/where-have-all-the-flowers-gone-a-tribute-to-pete-seeger/#commentsFri, 31 Jan 2014 02:41:49 +0000http://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/?p=188Continue reading →]]>Some times revolutionaries may not carry a gun they can even carry a banjo or a guitar

I took the liberty of using his songs as a inspiration for my new poem to honor an inspiration may his soul rest in peace

Have you ever heard about a Royal Enfield Bullet being worshipped? A village in India’s northwest State, Rajasthan, worships the motorbike and his dead owner, the way devotee worships their gods.

Residents of Chotila village have built a small temple for the motorbike and his dead owner, Om Singh Rathore, also known as Om Banna or Bullet Baba, on National Highway 65 in Pali, Rajasthan.

The shrine has a Royal Enfield 350cc bullet enclosed in a glass box with a photo of Om Banna, who died in a road accident around 24 years ago in that same spot.

Before starting their journey, people visit the shrine to offer prayers to the bike and his dead owner for a safe trip on the highway which is infamous for a high frequency of fatal accidents.

The story behind the shrine and worshipping the bike is filled with supernatural twists. Om Banna, son of a village leader, brought the bullet immediately after he got married. People in the village say that his love towards his bike was unusual.

On 2 December, 1988, Om Banna was returning to Pali when his bike skidded and hit a tree killing him on the spot. Police recovered his body and took the bike to the nearby police station. But the next day, the bike was found at the accident spot, according to the villagers.

The unusual incident happened many a times. Police tried everything possible to stop the bike from being moved. They once tied the bike with a chain and also emptied the fuel tank, but nothing had helped. The bike somehow made it to the accident site in the dead of the night.

Following the incident, villagers in the area build the temple to worship it.

The tree where Om Banna died is also a part of the shrine. The shrine also has a priest who is taking care of it since the past two decades.

]]>https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2013/03/12/searching/feed/3ajitpeter35 TImes around the sunhttps://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/35-times-around-the-sun/
https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/35-times-around-the-sun/#commentsThu, 02 Feb 2012 04:03:05 +0000http://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/?p=161Continue reading →]]>Time hath flown and so many years I take my time to reflect on my past moments though i would want to write a poem This time i want to share a few words of thought from my experience which might not be much

SO here are a few of Petys ( as my best friend calls me) sayings

In the darkest moment even a glow worm gives the brightest light

The solution to all problems depends on the way you understand it

Poverty is a crime of humanity against the weak

Knowledge can sometimes be a big headache

Dreams are our foot hold into the unknown future

today is the day tomorrow iam not sure

if you find one good friend you have found everything in life

TO be a master of all learn to serve

A man following a dream is not a fool only the world calls him a fool

roads in live never end they just have a bend near the end

Love God by loving your fellow humans

An enemy is a friend who has a different opinion

Fear is the first cause of all failure laziness is the second

Do not be ashamed to cry but when the tears dry go ahead and try

Give a child a smile God will love you in every mile

Give the poor a cloth to wear nakedness thou shall not fear

Give the hungry food to eat your crimes in earth erased neat

many more i want to write but empty vessels make more noise
wow i have learnt much in 35 years still more ill learn

]]>https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/35-times-around-the-sun/feed/40.000000 0.0000000.0000000.000000ajitpeterA True Christmashttps://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2011/12/13/a-true-christmas/
https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2011/12/13/a-true-christmas/#commentsTue, 13 Dec 2011 03:58:24 +0000http://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/?p=158Continue reading →]]>High above in heaven a prayer heard
A man whose heart feared
God almighty I did wrong he said
Yet to gain pardon my sacrifice not paid
For Iam poor and cannot pay
A sacrifice needs money the elders say
Father in heaven his heart did pain
oh for the love of tis human to gain
To make a sacrifice his child he sent
To know the human pain in earth to spend
A child in a manjor was born
to them in darkness awaiting joyous morn
A sacrifice to our sins God did give
The greatest gift for poor to live
Christmas a time with joy to celebrate
Gifts and toys and rituals humans create
Doth not for poor God as a child born
yet humanity doth make his heart torn
its not gifts that mark the day
its a love of God to humanity with his life to pay
Joy not in the gifts we do give
joy be found to give the dying a life to live
Not in the feast a Christmas spirit found
A smile to them that cry a melodious jingle bells doth sound
pety]]>https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2011/12/13/a-true-christmas/feed/20.000000 0.0000000.0000000.000000ajitpeterAngels Cryhttps://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/angels-cry/
https://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/angels-cry/#commentsTue, 15 Nov 2011 03:59:19 +0000http://poemsandemotions.wordpress.com/?p=155Continue reading →]]> Angels Cry